Wednesday, April 6, 2011

My Inception

Hexxus from Fern Gully

No one should wake up the way I did this morning. I had the weirdest dream last night (this morning).

We were shopping at Michaels and I was taking forever picking out some candle holders. Black ones or wood ones? What size? I took so long that the store began to close. There was this isle that was home to a mangy dog.  Over time that dog turned into a car. A beat up sedan. This car was an employee. Worked very hard. As closing time got closer the car chipped away like old paint into a sleek black sports car with tinted windows.  As we checked out we found out that this car was actually an old employee that had died too young. It still wanted to live and work at his old job so they let him work there. He was very nice and a hard worker. Then we found out one of his good friends died and he was really sad. So we bought him a grocery bag of groceries which included bread, peanut butter and jelly. I kept worrying the bread would get smooshed by the jars of PB&J.
Later that night I had a dream (dream with in a dream, hmmm...Inception anyone?) that I was about to see this car's ghost come out of the car. The door opened and it was about to step out when I closed my eyes and dreamed of (another dream within my dream, sheesh where's Joseph Gordon Levitt in all this?) a boy, maybe 8 was sitting cross legged in front of a TV with his back to it. He had curly blonde hair and he was happily singing. Then his sister came over, she was a couple years younger looking with blonde straight hair and put her hands on his shoulders and started singing too. Very happy moment and I realized that this was the ghost as a boy. Then in my dream I woke up cuz Jeff was coming back to bed from going to the bathroom and as he laid down beside me I started telling him about my dream of the car door opening and the ghost about to come out and seeing him as a little boy when I shut my eyes. Jeff was silent. He just looked at me and then he changed, it was the ghost laying beside me!!!!! Then the real Jeff came back to bed and I tried to tell him the ghost was laying beside me as Jeff started putting advantage on a dog we don't have, in the middle of the night, and he didn't say anything either! He was the ghost again! Then the car door opened and I saw the ghost come out and he looked like a spookier version of the bad guy in Fern Gully!
I actually started crying and saying "No, no, no!" And Jeff woke me up, this time for real.  He had just gone to the bathroom! Weird.

Then I had to go to the bathroom REALLY bad but was too scared to go. Which is funny cuz last night when I was putting Benny to bed he went to the bathroom first and told me he didn't turn the light on and was being very brave. So Jeff told me to just be brave like Bennett (my 4 year old!) and I couldn't do it, I was really freaked out. After a long prayer and some psyching up I finally went. I wondered what time it was and figured it was like 3am. Nope it was 6: 15am.  I fell back asleep for like 15 minutes and then Casey woke up.  My eyes where sealed shut from eye goober goop and now they are all puffy and feel like a million pounds. I feel like I have a sleep hangover or something.
No one should wake up like that.

1 comment:

  1. oy that sucks! I have the worst dreams ever, and theyre so weird!!! And I have dreams within dreams and false awakenings too. We should share our dreams with each other lol. Remind me to tell you my sleep walking story (well, there are two of them) and they happened last week. Oddly, I never sleep walk, so to do it twice in the same week is very strange. I hope you have better dreams tonight!!!

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